The whole company draws lots online, and the variety show is lined up

"Hey, then I'm the detective for this episode."

Detective Bai rolled up his sleeves, took out his detective notebook and smiled faintly at the suspects.

"Then please introduce yourselves."

There were chairs placed in the central public space, and several people took their own chairs and made a row of them.

Gardener Lin, who was the dead person in this episode and fell to the ground, was completely ignored. He lay alone on the ground with no one paying attention to him.

Unfortunately, he was just following the plot and was not really dead. His breathing gradually became uncontrollable, and it could be clearly seen from the camera that his belly was moving up and down and he was going through a breathing cycle.

Who wouldn't notice a person lying here? Several people here were introducing themselves, but they couldn't help but glance over there unconsciously.

Just then, I saw Gardener Lin open his eyes out of boredom, and look left and right to pass the time.

This was the first time he had seen such a situation. Before anyone else could say anything, the simple-minded Song Chuyi stood up and pointed at Gardener Lin's body with an excited look on his face.

"I just saw him breathing. Gardener Lin is not dead. Why don't we just ask him who killed him? Then we can solve the case right away!"

You, Jiang, Bai, Lin: (=?Д?=)! ! !

[Peach Blossoms in Bloom: Hahaha! I can’t stop laughing. It’s okay if the dead suddenly come back to life. 】

[Beibei is very hungry: I think I understand Song Mei’s feelings, just copy the answers and leave work quickly~]

[Exam Anxiety: This is a hilarious moment. I suggest you watch it over and over again. It is hilarious every time. Please pay special attention to other people's expressions.]

[Boiled Water's Mission: Before, I thought they were acting according to a script. After seeing this scene, I think they didn't have a script. It seems that everyone is getting more panicked than the other after Song Mei said this.]

[Sailor Moon: The first time I saw Manager Lin, he was lying on the ground so pitifully, and no one even had a blanket to cover him.]

[A glass of lemonade in the morning and evening: Hey, I just thought that Bai and Lin had a bad relationship, and they didn't care about each other at all and were deliberately making things difficult for each other. Now it seems that it's just a joke between good friends. ]

Bai Menggui had indeed had enough of the joke, and was even very mean to ask the staff to take a few more photos of Lin Shengpu's rare moment outside the camera as a souvenir.

As for how these photos were used and what happened to them in the end, no one knew, but Xue Jiajie knew that after his cheap father developed the photos, he took the pile of photos and shook them in front of Lin Shengpu.

This action was extremely worthy of a beating and really pissed off Lin Shengpu, who not only beat him up but also destroyed all the developed photos.

Although the variety show here is still being broadcast normally, it is better than nothing. At least it expresses one's attitude.

Detective Bai was reminded by Song Hua Nong at this moment. As if he remembered something, he walked into a nearby room, picked up the dust-proof blanket on the sofa, walked in front of Gardener Lin, spread out the blanket, and covered him from top to bottom without leaving any gaps.

The scene was very similar to that in TV dramas, when someone comes out of the operating room and dies, covered with a white cloth.

After doing this, Detective Bai clapped his hands in satisfaction as if he had done something great, and then returned to his seat.

He crossed his legs very leisurely, covered his mouth and coughed twice, then slowly began to speak as if Gardener Song had not said anything before.

“Ahem, the deceased has just been examined and is dead.

This is the first time I meet you all today and I am not familiar with you all. Please stand up one by one and introduce yourselves, and by the way, introduce your relationship with the deceased. "

After Detective Jiang's previous experience in handling cases, Detective Bai also brought a small notebook this time. He placed the notebook on his raised knees and took over. It was his first time as a detective, and his eyes were still full of confidence. His eyes were sparkling, as if he was waiting for the suspect to come forward and speak.

Song Huanong did not feel embarrassed. She looked around and thought that since she had stood up before, she did not need to sit down now. She started to introduce herself in a very generous and confident manner.

"My name is Song Hua Nong, and I am the deceased's subordinate. In fact, he was my colleague, but he won the championship in the last Flower God Competition.

Our Flower God Competition is not just a simple competition. The Flower God selected is a collection of real-name votes cast by all the people present. It is basically fair, just and open.

The voting population is not limited to residents of the city, but also tourists who come here to play. Drama said that this is to better test the trend of flowers in the next few years, so as to use it as a representative to promote the beauty of flowers in the Flower City.

As a result, Gardener Lin went from being an ordinary gardener to making a fortune, and he bought the place where he used to work and continued to run the business. "

After Song Hua Nong finished talking about her relationship with Lin Hua Jian, some people came out to ask her questions, as if they had found a loophole in what she had just said and wanted to answer her questions.

"He was the champion of the last Flora God Competition. As his colleague, didn't you notice anything?

After all, according to the unwritten rules of our Flower City, the staff who take care of the flowers will basically be assigned to the same dormitory."

Farm owner Jiang wrote and drew on the notebook, and asked Song Huanong with a sharp look in his eyes.

Song Huanong was still very cooperative. After listening to her words, he thought about it for a while and then shook his head.

The glittering silver ornaments on her head made ethereal, soft and crisp sounds as Song Huanong shook them, like the healing sounds of wind chimes.

“I have some vague memories of what happened ten years ago, but I was so busy with work that I really didn’t pay much attention.

I just remember that at that time, a batch of flowers were infected with insect pests and we were busy treating them. He and I were different in gender and lived in different dormitories, so I didn't know where he was going. We were just partners when we worked together.

But I remember that he was always absent-minded, leaving early and coming back late, and I did most of the work, which made me exhausted, and I got angry and had a big fight with him. "

As Song Huanong spoke, he symbolically put his hands on his hips to express his anger. Although time has passed, he can still vaguely recall the injustice he felt at the time.

"I had a quarrel with him before I became rich, not to mention after he became my boss. He was really a mean boss, making things difficult for me all day long!"

After saying that, Song Huanong threw the script in his hand onto the chair. The chair had a backrest, and considering that everyone would have to sit and reason for a long time from the beginning to the end, it was estimated that everyone would have to sit for a long time to do the reasoning.

I specially chose a chair that is covered with thick sponge and is extremely soft.

When she fell, the notebook did not fall to the ground, but it did scare the owner of the museum who was sitting next to her.

The owner of the museum was afraid that the book would bounce up and hit his face, so his brain was faster than his reaction and he subconsciously dodged.

When I saw the book jump slightly and land steadily on the sponge cushion of the chair, I was speechless.

The next moment, the owner of the museum glared at Song Hua Nong. ←_←

Song Huanong also acted on impulse without thinking at all, and did not consider the chain reactions that might occur after dropping the object.

After seeing the result, he felt a little guilty for a moment. Facing the gaze from the owner, his eyes wandered left and right, but he didn't look at the owner. →_→

"If you have something to say, say it. If not, just sit down!"

The museum owner said unhappily that what Song Huanong had said was actually almost the same, and no one was asking her any more questions now.

Just because he provoked me, he still stood there obediently as if he was being punished, not daring to sit down. Even though he was such a grown-up, he was still like a student, waiting for someone to speak.

She let out a long sigh. Forget it. After being with this person for so long, I still don’t know what kind of personality she has.

To put it bluntly, they are people who have never experienced any hardship and are naturally not that kind of person. However, such people have simple personalities and their actions are completely unintentional, so there is nothing to worry about.

"Oh."

Song Huanong glanced at the owner cautiously, then picked up the notebook and sat down on the seat.

After spending a long time together, the two of them have evolved from pure friendship to best friends.

However, this best friend is a mother-like best friend, who controls her very well. She also knows that she is extravagant and always means well but ends up doing bad things. Normally, as long as the owner gives an order in a serious tone, she will consciously obey.